Unwanted Cupcakes

Chapter Twenty Two

"Took you guys long enough," Flynn mumbles, digging through the shopping bags once we'd returned back to the cabin.

I point the spatula I was using to flip the eggs over with at him, "Shut it, or no breakfast for you. And move away from the bags!"

Flynn raises his hands in surrender and backs away, plopping down next to Alisha who hasn't moved from her position on the couch ever since we left.

"Lexis, put the bread in the toaster," I say, grabbing four plates and setting them down, placing an egg in each one.

"Yes, sir," he jokes, mock saluting me.

I roll my eyes. "Just do it."

"I didn't know you could cook," he says, jumping up to sit on the counter. He places the bread in and watches me.

"That's because I can't cook," I say, opening up the sausages and frying them. "I can just make basic essentials."

Once all the food is ready and all plates are set, I tell Lexis to grab two of the plates while I take the other two and we join Alisha and Flynn on the couches, handing both of them a plate.

"Oh god," Lexis groans. "This is fucking amazing."

I look at him weirdly, "It's simple breakfast, Lex," I say, not noticing the nickname until Lexis smiles goofily.

"You've finally decided to join me at the nickname stage, Cupcake," he jokes, lightly elbowing me.

I roll my eyes. "Cupcake isn't a nickname."

"It is," he argues. He turns to Alisha and Flynn, mainly Flynn seeing as the girl is basically dead to everything but the TV, "Isn't it?"

Flynn shakes his head, "It isn't mate, more a term of endearment."

"Oh."

"Does that mean you'll stop calling me Cupcake?" I ask hopefully, though a part of me certainly doesn't want that to happen. Woah. What the fuck?

"Not a chance, Cupcake. You are my girlfriend after all," he says, winking at me.

"Wha-" Lexis lightly elbows me. "Oh, right, of course," I play along.

Flynn chokes on his sausage. "What?"

"We didn't tell you?" Lexis asks, feigning shock.

"Uh, no, you most certainly did not!"

"Must have slipped my mind," I say, shrugging. "Oops."

"Hi!" Alisha quickly says - more like shouts - causing Flynn next to her to jump. She briefly turns her head my way before just as quickly turns it back.

"Okay, then.." I say, placing my plate on the table since I was done. "That's completely normal."

"What isn't normal is you two," Flynn glares, pointing his fork at me then Lexis, then me again, and then Lexis before stabbing it into his sausage and taking a bite. He carries on with his mouth full, "I know you're lying."

Lexis wraps his arm around my shoulder. "I'm offended, why would we lie about this? We're madly in love and have been ever since we met. It was love at first sight," he says dramatically, pulling me closer to him.

I shake his arm off of me. "Yep, love at first sight," I say, fake smiling.

Flynn rolls his eyes. "I will not be fooled by your terrible theatrics."

"You caught us, we were joking. But my theatrics are amazing," Lexis says, flipping him off.

"More like amazingly terrible," I comment, laughing when he pouts and rips off a little piece of bread, throwing it at me.